There’s Pregnant…and Then There’s 9 Months Pregnant

I’m 38 weeks & 4 days pregnant. 

 My last doctor’s appointment was on Thursday.  Dr. Urquhart did his first cervical check and told me that I’m 1cm dilated and around 25% effaced.  (a start.)  He also said that if I’m still pregnant at 42 weeks on February 21st we’d talk about induction.  (Oh how I pray this pregnancy doesn’t go that far!)  The point being, even though I’ve started to dilate it could be days, or weeks, from now.   The guessing game.

Nathan went fishing today.  He was a little nervous because the plan was to go way up the Clearwater river and he was worried about cell service in case I needed to reach him.  Around 4:00 I started to wonder when he’d be home so I called his cell.

Nathan: “Hello?”
Me: “Hi!”
Nathan: “Are you in labor?!?!”
Me: (haha) “No, I was just wondering where you’re at and how things are going.”

And that is 9 months pregnant.  Anxious anticipation.

I have loved being pregnant.  The first 8 months has been fun watching my belly grow from week to week and reading about baby’s weekly developments.  Nathan and I have been busy making plans and thinking about all of the fun things we get to do with this little boy.  I’ve had way too much fun decorating the nursery and receiving baby stuff.  I’ve felt good in this pregnancy.  I’ll admit it, I’m good at being pregnant.

But those 8 months are over and now we’re in the 9th month…which is a whole new game!  The 9th month is a rollercoaster of mixed emotions.  Happy/excited/anxious/nervous/content/uncomfortable. 

I’m happy because I’ve made it this far and everything has gone exactly as planned.  I’ve kept myself healthy and focused on keeping this baby healthy.  I’m happy because I’ve daydreamed about the 9th month and it’s here!  Baby is full term and can come at anytime and be completely ready for life outside the womb.

So I’m excited!  I could be holding my baby in my arms in a matter of days!  I finally get to put a baby in those clothes I’ve been adoring.  I get to cuddle and kiss him.  All of our planning and preparing is about to be put into practice.  We can’t wait to be parents! 🙂

I’m also feeling very anxious.  I have no idea when this baby will be here.  Just because he could be here now doesn’t mean he’s going to be.  Remember the beginning of this post when I said I could still be pregnant on February 21st?!  That’s almost a month away!  I can’t imagine being pregnant for another month after making it this far.  10 months pregnant?  No thank you!  Everyday I’m evaluating every little symptom wondering if it means something…is this my body preparing for labor?  I’m feeling crampy today, is this the start of labor?  Anxious.  Very anxious.

I’m nervous.  Again, it’s so unknown.  Every birth story is so different and I don’t know what mine will be like.  I’ve never done this before but I know one thing for sure, it’s going to hurt.  I’ve never really been hurt.  I’ve never broken a bone or been in the hospital as a patient before.  I’ve only had one IV in my life (wisdom teeth) and a handful of shots.  I’m not good with pain and I’ve got to step up to the plate and be strong.  It makes me nervous. 

 I’m also content.  Content because right now Nathan and I can still sleep in on the weekends as late as we want.  If our friends call us up last minute and invite us to dinner and a movie we can go.  Our life together is about to change and these are the last final moments living life as we’ve known it.  So part of me (a VERY small part) is okay with baby hanging out nice and snug in my belly.

I’m also really uncomfortable.  This baby has gotton heavy!  He’s big and running out of room.  He’s sitting on my bladder causing me to go to the bathroom all of the time.  He’s pushing up on my stomach which causes me to repeatedly puke in my mouth after I eat.  I have indigestion bad.  My lower half aches and feels like its going to fall on the floor after I’ve been sitting for periods of time.  My ribs are sore.  I can’t fit into hardly any of my clothes anymore.  Baby has also found my sciatic nerve.  The selfish part of me really wants my body back!  Part of me (a BIG part) is done being pregnant.  Nathan admitted that he is ready for this pregnancy stage to end, too.

The 9th month just gets a catergory of it’s own.  Thank goodness its only one month or less!

I’m ready for that little foot that kicks me everyday on the inside to be on the outside.


The nesting instinct in expecting women is real.  It kicks into high gear as the due date approaches.  I’ve been blessed with 3 baby showers that have resulted in Nathan and I getting everything we need as new parents.  As we’ve been receiving things I’ve done this with them.

Yup, just thrown them in the nursery.  Set them aside for another day.  Or I’ve done this.

Just shoved it all in the closet.

Until luckily today the nesting instinct set in. 

 I started with the bottom of the closet first because it made my skin crawl the most.  I had taken all the baby essentials like these…

and this…

…as well as blankets, burp rags, bottles, etc. and stuffed it all into a very unorganized mess.

So, I pulled it all out of the bottom of the closet…

 I Feeling a little overwhelmed at first, not sure where to start, I put all the diapers and wipes in a designated spot in the garage.  Some of it I just needed OUT of that room!  I put the receiving blankets in a plastic tub.  I also hung an organizer on the back of the bedroom door where I put all of the lotions, creams, and shampoos.  The bottom of the closet soon looked MUCH better!

Next it was time to tackle the good stuff.  BABY CLOTHES!  I have met many great women in the last couple of years who are wonderful mothers to the cutest little boys.  And these mamas  have passed a lot of their clothes down to me (yay!)  I have a plethora of sizes newborn to 12 months.  So today was all about organizing by sizes.  I dumped the clothes out on the floor and started piles by sizes.  I had another slightly overwhelming mess! (This post is just covered in sarcasm.)

This part took me HOURS!  I started seperating by the tags but soon noticed that some 0-3 month clothes looked more like 0 and some looked more like 3.  Some 3-6 month looked more like 3 and some looked more like 6.  So, I started to just eyeball it and ended up with a 0-3 mo small and 0-3 mo large basket.  I eventually got all of the clothes seperated into baskets by size.  The closet makes me smile now instead of want to slam the door shut.

I am a happier mama bird with an organized nest.  Hear that baby bird?  We’re ready for you whenever you’re ready to come out and greet the world. 🙂

36 weeks

Well, it’s here.  The month many of us have been waiting for, 9th month of pregnancy.  When people hear this their first repsonse is always, “Holy cow your pregnancy has flown by!”  I always say something like, “I know, right?”  But the truth is my pregnancy hasn’t flown by for me.  I feel like I have been pregnant forever!  And I don’t mean that in a negative way at all.  I’ve had a wonderful pregnancy but looking back on it I can hardly remember what it feels like to not be pregnant.  My first trimester over the summer of throwing up, taking long walks, and longer naps feels like a year ago.  Our ultrasound seems like a distant memory.  But what a blessing to take this pregnancy day by day and enjoy the milestones of every week.  I think that is why my pregnancy has felt so long…because I haven’t let it just pass me by.  I’ve tried really hard to take good care of myself.  I have focused on enjoying being pregnant and constantly remind myself to be thankful for how blessed we’ve been throughout these last 8 months.  We’ve had zero complications, a healthy mama, and a healthy baby.

So here’s to the 9th month!  May the end of this process of baby making continue to be uncomplicated, healthy, and right on track.  May I continue to stay positive and not rush these final weeks. 

I started my weekly doctor visits today.  It was a very positive appointment.  Baby is still head down and measuring normal.  Doctor Urquhart said he estimates he’ll be around 7-7.5 lbs.  Nurse Lori says she is hearing a strong, healthy heart rate that bounces back and forth between the 130’s and 140’s.  My blood pressure is good and I have no swelling.  So, we’re doing well.  🙂

And we’re getting bigger!

My plans for the next couple of weeks include organizing baby’s closet & clothes, installing the carseat, finish reading my baby books, and go out on a date with my husband before baby gets here.

Nathan’s Diaper Party

One time a friend said to me, “Are you going to have a diaper party?”  I had never heard of such a thing but loved the idea of Nathan getting a baby party of his own.  The new daddy just doesn’t get enough recognition during the pregnancy.  I had a baby shower and got to feel special as everyone celebrated with me so I wanted Nathan to get that, too.  Since men and women’s idea of a party for this sort of thing are very different (I can’t see a room full of guys sitting around watching Nathan open baby gifts as they “ohhh” and “ahhh”) we decided to have a diaper party.  Basically, we called all of our friends and told them to bring a package of diapers and a case of beer and celebrate Nathan becoming a new dad. 

So, I put it all together.  I put a pork roast in the crock pot and made french dip sandwiches.  I also had a veggie plate, chips, and dips.  I even tried making a cake for the very first time.  I am not a baker.  So, it was…interesting.  Even though it didn’t look professional everyone seemed to think it tasted alright. 🙂

(Yep, the writing is slanting downhill…first attempt.)

We got a lot of diapers at this party!

I had planned on food, cake, and diapers for a diaper party….what I didn’t realize happened at a diaper party was this…

Apparently, you’re supposed to wear diapers to a diaper party. 😉

We had a lot of fun.  I got to play hostess, which I love, and everyone got to play games, drink, and have a good time.  After this the pictures started to become less appropriate for an internet blog as you can imagine would happen with a bunch of guys in diapers with cases of beer.  Needless to say, the party was a success. 

And now Nathan and I will just enjoy our last few weeks of being a 2 person family and anxiously anticipate the arrival of our little boy.  ❤